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Xuebao slightly raised her head and saw Yan Junyi staring at the palace with his eyes slightly narrowed. A strange light flashed in his deep eyes. It was a strange kind of gaze that was almost cold and did not have any warmth.

She did not understand what Yan Junyi's gaze meant. If this throne had once belonged to him, would he feel a little pain when he saw it now?

"Young Master